Classroom Of The Elite Year 2 Volume 4 Novels & Stories

“Hurry up. You're wasting time” Anna swallowed the last spoonful and followed the line of students out of the dining hall and into the Classroom, her fingers very stiff from cold. The classroom was not better than the dormitory . It's walls were bare, save for a large blackboard at the front, and the only source of light came from the narrow windows that let in a dull,grayish glow. The wooden desks were old and faded, covered in ink stains and deep grooves where frustrated students had carved their initials. Miss Shalom stood at the front of the room,her eyes sweeping over the class.Anna barely had time to open her notebook before the lesson started, and before she looked up, She n

The digital display above the elevator bank flicked from 42 to 41 before Selene let her breath out. She pulled her phone from her pocket, her thumb striking the screen to call the academy back. The receptionist confirmed the slight fever, asking if someone could come collect Eli, and Selene gave a quiet, immediate affirmation—twenty minutes—before dropping back into the armchair by the window. She pressed two fingers hard against the bridge of her nose, letting the silence of the empty room settle over her skin. Four and a half. Eli was four and a half. Damien Voss was many things—cold, calculating, and capable of a clinical cruelty that left no visible scars—but he was not a fool. He had ru

“I mean, he sleeps with them like it’s a hobby. And it’s annoying really.” “Wow.” “Let’s go to business class,” I said, rising to my feet with a stretch.. She nodded, and we both headed out together. *** In the private hall, Elena bent over and whispered, “Why aren’t all our classmates here?” “This is for the top ten wealthiest students,” I whispered back. Just then, Lucien and Kade walked in. I immediately grabbed my phone and checked my reflection on the screen—lip gloss still intact and my hair still perfect.

“The stronger the wolf, the more mates they can sustain bonds with. Four mates means you’re much more powerful than anyone knows.” Despite the indignation that coursed through me—having a fourth mate felt like a curse, not a blessing—part of me was curious about what this mysterious fourth mate might be like. Was he another cocky asshole like Lucas? Another brooding jerk like Rowan? Or something else entirely? But mostly, I just hoped I never ran into him. Three mates were already more trouble than I knew what to do with. “Can we continue training?” I asked. “I want to get stronger so I can figure out how to deal with the Elders.”

"What?" "Stop getting lost, go clean up, we have to go down for breakfast." She conveyed and I rolled my eyes. "And don't forget that you're having class by eleven." She added and the urge to cry choked me. The classes were just extra classes organized by some top-ranking students in the school and by top-ranking, I mean both in money, connection, and in the brain. They call themselves elites and if I gain their favor with my hard work, it's a plus in getting the scholarship.

Elena’s POV The corridor feels longer tonight. Too long, too quiet, too bright. Every step I take echoes against the sterile white floors, bouncing back at me like a reminder that I am still inside a place that was never meant to be escaped. The high-tech hum of the facility fills the air soft vibrations in the walls, the distant pulse of machinery hidden behind glass and steel. Clara’s voice lingers in my head. They’re accelerating Phase Four because of you. Because of my awakening.

I looked down at the paper on the desk before speaking. “The Elite's gonna be fine,” Cynthia lifted up her head and blinked in confusion. I stared right back into her eyes, waiting for a protest. If we had to work with a school on this project, it certainly had to be Madison's. “Elite's?!” She blotted out in confusion. “Yeah I nodded and dropped my eyes back down to her boobs, I was getting visibly hard and couldn't wait to be done with this so I could pin her down on my desk.

hours later. classes after classes occupy the rest of the day and the scariest thing about it is that the four elites surround us in every damn class, if another student sit next to us all they had to do was stand next to the table and the student will stand and crawl away, after what felt like hours of endless classes it was break time, Katty was nowhere to be found ,I walk faster and almost fall flat on my ass as my head hit something hard Ouch!!, Cole stands right at the entrance blocking it, he doesn't stare at me ,no .. doesn't even notice someone burged into him ,he's just staring ahead with anger and clenched fist

But this was the first time we were all together in the same class. Areena, Edward and Pretoria. Being their final year, the school authority made an elite class of all the highest-ranking students, making it the best of the Best. Elite Class A, obviously all three happen to be among the 25 of the best final-year students in all the classes. Being an honored class makes it even more difficult for Areena with the whole school. "Everybody hates me." She mumbled to herself, wishing for the final year to end. And how she would have to endure it again. The class ended, in a blink of an eye, and so does the school.